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Thursday, June 25, 2020




now we've opened up
all these cans
of worms
worms
and worms
and more worms
cans
and cans
and more cans
opened up
for us
to peruse
to refuse
to confuse
to dispute
to repute
to compute
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a bottomless sink
on the brink now
we have something
to think about
stink vision
blink twice
if you can't see
if you don't agree
even if there is a great big sea
separating opposite shores
more

there are respondents
mores
those despondent
at the core  

we should
go fishing with those worms
a can in each pocket
we should
garden with all those worms
a picture of blooming hope
growing in every golden locket
can we pocket hope
can we
grow
should we
bloom
would we
worms and more worms
if only we could



   
  
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